Kicking off at 10 a.m. was Amtrac, keeping things groovy, followed by L.A.'s disco sensation Oliver. Richards himself hit the decks with a Destructo set that kept the mood light and danceable as people joined the dance floor and drank away inhibitions.

The first of two surprise guests made themselves known next as Skream appeared, ready to play as his latest incarnation Skreamizm. What's the difference? Instead of playing OG dubstep, a genre Skream helped form and popularize, Skreamizm gets down on sexy house, and damn did he prove he's no one-trick pony.

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Joined on stage by an enigmatic MC, he took the house vibe to more serious grooves, just in time for Brodinski to pick up the beats and drive them to more dangerous places.

The French Bromance master knows how to set the tension in a room, building the crowd up with long, meaningful intensity, letting them blow out on the kind of drop you've become emotionally invested in. He leaned low and methodical over the tables, convincing everyone to come with him to the dark side, where a stranger in a suit waited in shadows.

Gesaffelstien showed no mercy as he laid down the darkest techno this side of a pack of cigarettes. It was evil, it was glitchy, it was beautiful. Early into it, he removed his signature suit jacket, beaming in his white shirt, the lit smoke in his mouth bouncing.

We've never really heard anyone drop Aphex Twin before, it's kind of a lot to drop on a crowded room of ravers, but god damn did he make that "Vordhosbn" sing.

And then another surprise.

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Motherfucking Boys Noize took command as the clear peak set of the night. He was doing things no mere man can achieve, dropping mad bombs and constantly attacking the beat. He even pulled some magic trick shit, manipulating tracks and sounds with his headphones over his eyes, never once dropping the groove.

He repped his new Skrillex collab and dropped Dog Blood's "Next Order," even got shit sexy with some of UK's Disclosure. Then he handed it over to the king of sexy late-night, the one-and-only Claude VonStroke, who brought the vibe back down to Earth without letting the energy slack.

It was no inward groove, but a full-house ride through party jams. He dropped "Flat Beat" and that super-hot "Let's Jack" song that everyone keeps playing this season. Just before the end of his set, Justin Martin joined at the front of the stage to wear some fan-made Fat Heads of his and Claude's mugs. Their backs had been signed by all the talent, and everyone wanted their picture taken with them.

Justin of the Martin clan closed out the night with a seamless transition from VonStroke's groove. It was a chill end to another successfully HARD night, and now there's nothing left to do but chill poolside.

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